Virtual Life
Virtual life is a strange thing,
Something certainly abbreviating.
Despite the fact it’s electronic
It’s still a real one and sonic.
The same passion, love and vices,
The same problems, the same prices.
It’s easier here to communicate,
It’s harder here to offend and hate
It’s possible to find love here
But virtual love brings real tears.
It’s possible to look much younger
And no one will see your hunger.
Appearance depends on imagination,
Love to Photoshop without hesitation.
The inner world is more noticeable
The outer world is just agreeable.
Lies and deceptions are more here, of course
As virtual life has more sources.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 11th of April, 2011
M.C. Newberry
Thu 12th Apr 2012 15:56
Adroitly taking on the "virtual world", this
poem neatly sums up the "for" and "against" of
its appeal and its risks. I like the line "But
virtual love brings real tears" - a neat
warning: saying "watch out...it's not just about playing with an electric gadget".